Halloween is my daughter’s favorite holiday.
I bought her a Donnie Darko mask and matching onesie. But that didn’t work out. She would rather be Pennywise the Dancing Clown from It. Or Dipper from Gravity Falls. Or Dustin from Stranger Things. Or Foxy from Five Nights at Freddy’s. The list goes on and on.
My daughter rarely sees an object without a cosplay in mind. I must admit that I enable her by buying her makeup and masks and wigs. Pretty soon we’re going to be booking it for thrift stores. If she had her way, she would have a different cosplay every day. And frankly, I can’t afford it.
It doesn’t take a special event to bring out the cosplayer in her. Though we did enjoy Boise’s Comic Arts Festival this past summer, any day can be a dress-up day. She gets an idea for a costume in her head and she goes with it.
Her ultimate goal? To become a “furry.” Did you know that only one in four people identifying as a furry dresses in a costume? The trivia about furries is as relentless as the planning to become one. And apparently, authentic pre-made furry suits cost thousands of dollars.
I did not know this was a thing. It’s a fandom where animals are depicted with human characteristics. Basically, she would be dressing in an animal suit and walking around. She has designed a unique character called Sigira that is a white wolf-looking thing with huge eyes and cute little ears. She has a list of the supplies she will need to assemble her furry suit. The next step is to earn money and put her plan into action.
Most kids mow lawns or sell lemonade to earn money for the mall. Mine is hell-bent on becoming a furry. Life is strange.
Some have often thought my family strange for our over-the-top Halloween celebrations. It has been a revered holiday in my family for over 20 years. My mom makes chili and we all hang out in costume. Halloween for my daughter has become a principal part of her belief system. No imaginary characters like Santa Claus or the tooth fairy—instead, you become everything you could imagine. Dress up and candy. There is nothing better.
So, who has she decided to go as this year? Bill Cipher from Gravity Falls. She has a steampunk tailcoat, a black and yellow wig, a Bill necklace and an eyepatch. Thank you, Amazon, my work here is done. Oh, wait, last-minute switch to Frank from Donnie Darko after all. I didn’t see that one coming.
Do I think her obsessions are weird? No, in fact. I would rather have her dressing as her favorite fictional characters than out experimenting with substances or worse, boys. I will encourage her creative pursuits in any way that I can.
If that means I need to learn to work with a glue gun and upholstery fabric, then so be it.